Category: Love Letters

Smaller! Lighter! More fuel-efficient! Yay! I’m so sick of fuel-efficient cars, I could barf. I mean, I get it– smog blows, no one wants a hole in the ozone and gas is $5 a gallon. We gotta do something. But there’s still a side of me that longs for a car with bench seats, 4 ash trays and a body with enough girth to fit...

It’s happened to all of us. Somewhere random, like a grocery store, restaurant or gym, you get confronted by someone– someone mysteriously attractive– claiming that they know you from high school. “It’s me, Danny! From the computer lab?” and you think to yourself ‘no way!’ that dude was such a dork in high school! How did he turn into… a hottie? How did I miss...

In this land of billionaires, Bugattis and Botox, looking for a flashy car is kinda like looking for fake boobs…throw a rock and you’ll hit one. Like my friend Garrett told me before I moved here, “BMW is the Honda of LA.” No kidding. If you’re reading from some normal place like, well, anywhere else, think of it this way. You know when you’re driving...

You know when you break up with someone and it hurts.. a lot? Then, maybe a month, a week, a year later, you are forced to relive the horrific experience by seeing that person, happily involved with another person. Ug. It’s terrible. Whether you see them laughing, fighting, holding hands or making out, the same dreadful feelings endure– do they kiss like me, is her...

I’ve been thinking a lot about VWs lately. How’s that, you ask, dear reader? First of all, on my commute through Topanga Canyon every day, I see this nutjob (and I mean that lovingly, most of my favorite family members are nutjobs): Yeah, this guy’s got a Thing, a Pickup van, a Kombi bus and a Beetle, all lined up on the side of the...

I’m a car snob. There– you happy? I am. But I still have to give it up to Nissan. Not only are they they guys that went from this: the stunningly terrible Sentra. To this: , and even they just won Car Of The Year with the Leaf (which is too ugly to show). Kan Pai! So why don’t they get any respect? For God’s...